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- Mirja EeolaDemon Toy
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Re: Waking the Pale
Mon Feb 13, 2017 7:05 pm
Mirja, The Wolf of Eden
Mirja knew the flaws to her technique, that it was to fast for even her to react to once she had committed to it. Even knowing he was the ex-Head Captain, she had underestimated him and not gone hard like she should have, he had seen her coming, before she actually started to come at him. That was the mark of a magnificent warrior. He had hit her hard, and in that moment gotten a true appreciation for Mirja's body. It's density was probably unlike anything he had ever encountered before. While some things may have been more durable, her body, and the latex oversuit she was wearing, had a unique density to them, which was probably the reason behind her lack of Reiatsu.
As she was launched back by the blow, Mirja was amazed by him. He had taken her as fast as she was going, blasted her back, cracked three ribs even through the bodysuit, and didn't even seem to have sprained a finger. This, was like an ant fighting a lion. But Mirja was never a girl to give up, so once she crash landed, she focused to make sure she had exactly which ribs were broken down pat, and then set her Territorial Tulpa on them. The ribs were not quite broken, but they would be if she took any more damage.
The most amazing thing, however, is that Zeda thought a high nineties Hadō was something to use in a training situation. That was just straight up lethal, god dam it. Crazy ass bastards, the lot of them...
"I am usually a lot better with my fighting. Just, never seen anyone actually react to that. You were fast, and I wanted to catch you off guard before the fight actually begun, but you seemed to do even that" She exclaimed, jumping back to her feet now the damage was fixed, and activating her Zero-Point Soul Refraction Technique. It was wonky and made her feel like blegh, but she needed it for this situation. She was quickly proven right when a massive blast crashed into her, and knocked her back a few feet, not much more thanks to her super technique, but still considerable when you factored in how her weight almost tripled using this technique.
And then, he was coming at her. Her mind was at war with itself as he did. One half controlled her with a steely emotionless look on her face, as her silver irises and pupils bored into Tsubasa, her Ocular Awakening allowing her to track him, and the final energy block of her Plus Ultra being burned as a Physical Instant so she could react in time, while the other was wailing that she'd never be able to, and he had a trick up his sleeve that would make all her efforts pointless. Her hands were too far away to move into position in time, so she made new ones, a pair of thick black arms spawning from her chest and launching towards the Head Captain as he came towards her, only to vanish and leave the arms without a target.
The boop to her head was not something she was expecting, and caught her still in a martial mindset, so instinct burned within her blood, causing a second pair of thick, black arms to sprout from her shoulders and launch at Tsubasa with supersonic speed, the crack of the fists making them sound like guns, and giving them their name. It would be a fine test of his abilities to see how he reacted to this. Knowing an attack was coming made it's speed moot, but being caught off guard by an extra pair of fists rushing towards you was an entirely different story.
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Re: Waking the Pale
Tue Feb 14, 2017 4:38 pm
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Re: Waking the Pale
Tue Feb 14, 2017 5:40 pm
From the far side of Shino Academy, he had felt it. Honestly, at this point, likely the entire Soul Society could feel it. Three distinct sources of reiatsu in close proximity, exerting quantities of spiritual power that defied description. Young Ryuzawa Hogosha found himself scarcely able to even look in the direction of whatever colossal confrontation had gotten underway just now, a short distance from the Second Division headquarters.
Yet look he must. Morbid scholarly curiosity would allow him to do nothing else. And when merely looking had yielded no further answers to his growing list of questions about what the hell was in fact going on, he found that he had convinced himself to try for a closer look. Now that he was almost there, crossing rooftops when able and winding through streets when not, he almost had cause to second-guess that decision.
The air itself was oppressive to even move through, choked with the power of those three souls and their reiatsu. Somehow, Ryuzawa was able to forge on, until at last he came upon the site of... a sparring match? That was the only way the scene could be described, since a full-blown battle would surely have raised alarm bells so close to a Gotei headquarters. From a feasibly safe (he hoped) distance, the Kido Corps novice watched.
Three figures were trading blows. Two of them - wait, was that Captain Yuudeshi? - appeared to be cooperating against the third, and none had drawn their Zanpakuto just yet. Ryuzawa kept his silence, half concentrating on observing this unusual sparring bout, half on simply keeping himself in one piece in the presence of such dense reiatsu. He shifted his focus more acutely to the former at the sensation of a subtle shift in the spirit energy emanating from Captain Yuudeshi; a telltale sign, he had learned, of the imminent invocation of Kido. But while nary a word left the Captain's mouth, what he brought into being was an impossible volley of Kido spells, back to back to back, some of them even morphing into one another as the result of compound incantations.
Ryuzawa could scarcely find the time to blink, transfixed by this astounding display of Kido prowess. Silent and awed, he continued to watch, and quietly entertain hope that he would not be noticed. Merely being in the presence of this unfolding battle somehow felt like trespassing...
Re: Waking the Pale
Tue Feb 14, 2017 7:14 pm
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The arms from the girl was an interesting skill. So it was better to think of her like the Goddess from Indian Culture Shiva? The Skill was special as he skillfully avoided it surprised but not captured. He saw the moves coming from Zeda as he sighed his student was being reckless. This matter was settled for the most part as he smiled softly. Zeda wanted him to draw a sword against him. The female had seen enough of what he wanted her to do. Tsubasa decided to counter kido with kido as the six rods came into play he'd silently done some chant work of his own. Not making any sounds his lips moved quietly as they hit a barrier around his frame. It was sudden but four metal tigers emerged from the ground grabbing Zeda. Biting hold of his legs and shoulders as they appeared he wasn't quite done yet. He was going to give his student the crash course. Around his frame, he'd created a Danku of sorts that absorbed the binding kido. But something happened along his skin a crackling began to happen. Tsubasa's eyes studied the area as his senses became alerted he sensed a fourth person. Deciding this had likely gotten a bit out of hand he snapped his finger and the tiger's mirror appeared. The Bakudo that had formed on him were absorbed into its form. The one's that broke the Danku shield and its invisible frame shattered with it. The electricity crackling along his skin was a sign of his spiritual pressure being let out slightly. He dusted himself off as he felt the energy stop now. "That's enough Zeda, a student from the academy is here.Anything that would harm them isn't acceptable behavior and you know that well enough.."
He'd detected him coming as his time was spent dismantling the kido. His student had made excellent use of kido and that was good enough. Tsubasa had merely broken the others by discharging an amount of his reiatsu. Stopping the binding before it started helped as well. The confusing incantation was a good move as well. He pulled a kiseru from his robe and lit it slowly as he inhaled a bit. His eyes shifted towards the person who'd come in.
"Very dangerous to step in when you sense pressure like this. I admire your bravery but do be careful in the future, curiosity and cats don't get along often times." He exhaled having used his spiritual pressure on the kido seemed like cheating in a way. Being bound by that many kido would have been trouble if not for the mirror. It had absorbed most the kido and allowed him to move along with his protection he took early on. Everything had played out according to the script for the most part. Zeda was getting on his old man's level as he tapped his shoulder and slowly brought his hand to his sword now. Keeping the kiseru within his lips he exhaled. If the previous hadn't been enough to break them Tsubasa would merely activate his shunko and destroy them with that. "Now that's enough, for now, you two. We have a fresh face here and we are throwing quite a bit of spiritual pressure around."
Tsubasa's digits gently rested on his katana for now as he pulled it free slowly as his eyes went to the boy. "You've seen Hakuda and kido, I'll show you at least a bit of zanjutsu to make sure your lesson plan isn't completely one-sided." He said looking at Ryuzawa now his eyes looked over towards a tree line. He'd just have to fix it later as he exhaled. Tsubasa's control with a sword was one of those things you didn't mess with as he calmed his breathing and almost controlled it like a sniper. Slowing everything down he struck instantly over one thousand strikes with his blade in an instant. If they blinked it would have looked like a blur of arm movement. He let his blade click back into place as he smiled softly. The tree in question was cut into almost toothpicks without an uneven end. He'd sliced it so finely the stuff could have been used for hay. Tsubasa's control and visual prowess were good enough.
But it was that skill with a sword he held that made him a dangerous man. He'd known Zeda cast several bakudo as he looked at his improved mirror version of Danku. The Tiger's Mirror could absorb kido in the upper 99s with no trouble at all. He could make four of them when desired and then there was his body discharging the electricity. He'd rarely used the Mirror to absorb Bakudo but it worked well enough handling the task. While most would have expected it only absorbing blasts. Tsubasa was quite capable of using such things and did want this over with so the boy didn't get hurt. With his spiritual pressure if Tsubasa fought seriously or even raised his pressure it was risky. He needed to keep things on the down low. "The Unabara are in tatters now with me in the coma the enemy took advantage and wiped us out.I have to find Retainer's now, those who will serve our clan and help us bring it back from the brink. Four should do nicely Mirja and Zeda, would you both mind being two of them?" He said his gaze looking at both of them as he pulled the kiseru pipe from his lips.
"Mirja believe it or not Hakuda is something previous Unabara didn't train well in. Nor did they do well in Kido Zeda, they were inexperienced I am the only one who did Kido. They are going to need guides on every walk and way of life. Kido and Hakuda are essential to this. " He said softly as they both already knew Tsubasa had speed. He could easily teach Hoho and Zanjutsu to someone. Train them to be faster and stronger if needed. He found himself a rock and sat down now. His scarlet eyes looking at both of them as they'd just been offered something few others would be. This was a test and both of them passed with flying colors. He would train them both to extremely strong levels if they wanted such.But it was up to them to make that choice and decide the future they wished to walk. Tsubasa could be a guide and sometimes someone who gave advice on that walk.
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